Mia's POV:

I grabbed the document from Felicity. “I can't believe you were holding this back from us,” I said, unwrapping it.

“Well, if Jackson hadn't berated my skills, I would have told you about it sooner. I don't think anyone else would have thought this was important.” She said.

It was an address. It was one of those safe buildings where each person had a small storage space with a combination. It was also what I recognized as a space in movies to exchange intel or dangerous ...